The Door Stayed Unlocked: A Father, Three Silent Years, and One Baby

problem. I decided you were ‘toxic.’”

That word.

That word has become a grenade people throw when they want to end a conversation without doing the messy work of understanding.

“Toxic,” I repeated, tasting it like something bitter.

My son’s shoulders slumped.

“I read a lot of stuff,” he said. “I watched videos. I got told that cutting people off is ‘healing.continue reading …